The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 27

Chapter 27 Cynthia Rivers.

"Someone wants to see me upstairs?" Robin could feel a pair of eyes from the second floor fixed making him uncomfortable.

"Mr. Ramsey, I've been waiting for you all morning. It's so hard to get a moment with you, hehe..."

A seductive, bone-chillingly alluring voice drifted down.

Robin looked up and was instantly captivated.

She was stunning beyond words-an ethereal beauty.

Her graceful figure was wrapped in a long, snow-white dress.

Her delicate hands and jade-like wrists were a vision of elegance.

him.

A cascade of silky black hair fell like a waterfall, and her beautiful, expressive eyes sparkled with emotion.

The sheer radiance of her presence was overwhelming like a gentle spring rain softly drifting by

Ms. West? Vera almost screamed in surprise.

"Ms. Silva, please leave the bar," Rowan quickly gestured for her to exit.

Robin hesitated for a moment, then also turned to leave.

"Mr. Ramsey, I have no ulterior motives. I just wanted to invite you to cup of coffee. Or are you afraid I might eat you up? Hehe.." "Alright, Robin said, stopping in his tracks.

With a swift leap, he landed on the second floor, standing close to Daph

A beam of noon sunlight filtered through the tinted windows, casting dappled shadows like shimmering scales on her smooth, fair skin.

Her fragrance filled the air, and her eyes sparkled like the morning sun.

For a moment, Robin was struck by the sheer beauty of the woman before him.

His deep, brooding eyes quickly regained their calm, like the serene waters at sunset.

"The queen of Violetcrest-your reputation is well-deserved."

Daphne covered her mouth with a laugh, her body trembling slightly.

"Mr. Ramsey, it's really hard to get a moment with you,

"Are you perhaps afraid of a delicate woman like me?"

Robin leaned in close to Daphne's car and whispered, Ms. West, you're far from delicate. The crown on the queen of Violeterest is stained with blood." "Hehe... Daphne's laugh was enchanting, a sound that could captivate and mesmerize.

Her laughter was as intoxicating as it was dangerous, capable of luring anyone in.

"Mr. Ramsey, you're such a tease. I'm really quite well-behaved, Come with me."

With graceful movements, her slender, delicate hand slapped around Robin's arm.

She touched him, but when he didn't move, she withdrew her long, pale leg, turning back with a teasing smile.

That sultry, electric smile seemed to reach deep into one's soul..

me, Mr.

flashed to the door of

her translucent, jade-like arm at

projectiles shot out, slicing

black points, carrying an icy killing intent, flew directly toward Robin's forehead, chest, shoulders, abdomen, and

by the sheer force of the murderous energy The wicked queen's reputation was indeed

bewitching, tender exterior, behind that seemingly

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!

her sheer red sleeves fluttering

blades sliced through the empty space with

beauty and destruction, surging toward Robin with unstoppable

this barrage of deadly

the table and gave it a light flick of his

knives clattered

the remaining knives drop to the

he remarked, "As expected, you're

mouth Then let's see if

in a blur with a playful laugh, a fragrant breeze following her as she closed in

instant, her delicate, pale hand was

out from her soft and supple fingers, aiming directly at Robin,

Daphne's wrist and pulled lier

of her

tried to move her limbs, but

hands were firmly trapped

was powerless, like a lamb to the slaughter, panting

be so heartless? You're hurting me, Daphne whimpered, writhing in his

far away, Rowan, witnessing the scene, shouted,

the air, launching a flying

darted forward, aiming to strike Robin in

a backward kick, landing squarely on

blow creating a shockwave that sent Rita flying back a dozen

shuddered, staring at

ice calm and steady

a brief hesitation, she gestured to Rowan and Rita. "Stand down. I want to talk to Mr.

into the private room. In a little while, you might not even

Daphne's beautiful eyes flared

slumped against Robin's shoulder. "Robin, did

family's throwing knives are all poisoned, aren't they? I had no idea." Robin gave

I would have been

Daphne

had been turned against her

tried to straighten herself, to stand tall, but dizziness

limp, leaving

plan of inviting me for coffee just

still holding Daphne's soft and supple figure, gave a cold laugh

your Rivers family tired of living? Robin pulled out a throwing knife and pressed it against

anger. "Don't forget, this is

Your Violeterest Club is

your Rivers family is

if you're not satisfied, I wouldn't mind taking a trip to Sakurania to see the cherry blossoms and pay a visit to the Rivers family while I'm at it!"

instincts screamed that Robin

him, Violeterest and the

herself from fainting, gritting her teeth as

doesn't matter. Robin's smile remained icy "What matters is that I